𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅? | ✅

The sinner.

My mind escaped my body;
So lost along with the burning passion I was feeling.

Stomach filled with butterflies,
my cold fingertips tracing your warm skin —
nails digging on your back
leaving satisfied marks;

Lips swollen and quivering,
moans muffled,
and my heart on fire.

This is how you make me feel.
This is what you do to me.
This is how you stir up the sinner in me.